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His movement caught my eye. This was the first time I saw it in real life, but I knew firmly that this guy planned to do something that I had in my mind for many days. Robin had told me before; this place was dangerous. Thanks to him, now I could prepare myself and stand as an observer, not the target. I climbed past. I could see him better now, with a long, untreated beard, dirty jeans, and a hoodie jacket. I could barely spot his tools, because he hides them behind his back

me getting fined 500 lira for ripping the pants me stress out for how much money I spent for today but ofc enjoying the experience I had here morning -- woke up at 6 am to prepare for going to cappadocia snowfall was occuring there -- we felt magical the situation of kayseri in the very early morning with snowfall one hour and half car trip with snow getting thicker a white supremacy we say hahah XD arriving in cappadocia area -- a history of this city how this city was getti

talking to opa in the middle of plaza cay time with him -- just a silent but we looks like understand each other then, a shake hand as a farewell

the next step is ankara to konya I need to take 2-3 hour train from YHT Gari Ankara to Konya The trip from the bus terminal to that station is not difficult, but once you had no phone, the challenge is real after wasting more than 30 minutes stepping on the wrong station, I arrived in the spot, in front of the Gar station Buying the ticket, get the train at 12.35, still have 2.5 hours looking for a meal, get a burger store beside of the station meet with a young energic Turki

It was at 8 am this morning. Today was still in the middle of the winter season, and a dark, black vibe came from outside. Drizzling and cold. I was thinking about the last journey yesterday, and sensed a pickle of hurt again. Don't think too much, man. The past was the past. Just see everything in front of you now. I said it to myself. Loudly. Yeah, it must be a miracle, looking at what I faced at the border, and what I have now in the hotel. And there is nothing I could do

Police in front of me installed their camera, asking me to look at the device, and then started speaking. “With several considerations, we decided to decline your visa entry to Georgia.  You may take a leave from this country.” He said it with a flat and plain tone. In the middle of the immigration office, with 5-10 people behind me, queuing to get access, I stood there, shocked. What the hell? “You can follow my friend, here, take all of your bags, and leave this country imm